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“Don’t look so surprised.” He lifts me easily, dropping me on the bed, then pulls off his shirt.

My mouth waters. No matter how many times I see him, I can never get used to how hot he is. He’s covered in muscles that fit his broad frame perfectly.

He lifts my hand and drags it down his stomach, giving me a cocky smile. “Like what you see?”

I roll my eyes. “You already know the answer to that.”

He reaches down and pinches my nipple. “Doesn’t mean I don’t like to hear it.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” he asks as he lifts me by my thighs so my ass is off the bed and my legs are pressed together, draped over his one shoulder where he stands.

I narrow my eyes, answering him. “Yes, you’re hot.”

“That’s my girl.” He drives his cock into me all the way to the base.

My lungs cave in with the force, and my head grows weak as I struggle to take in a breath. He’s too big, too deep, too much, at the same time somehow not enough.

“Move,” I plead, and he instantly pulls out before pushing back into me.

I expect him to be fast, but it’s almost painfully slow, driving me crazy with each thrust.

“Please.”

I’m lifted to the center of the bed and flipped over onto my hands and knees before he enters me, filling me completely. He’s even deeper at this angle, and it’s almost too much to take.

“You have no idea what you do to me when you beg like that.” He grips my hips and slams himself into me, sending blood rushing to my head until my vision darkens on the verge of passing out.

I don’t want him to stop. I’ve never been this turned on in my life.

He wraps his arm around my breast and pulls my back to his chest. The new angle is even more intense. He pushes two fingers between my teeth, burying them in my mouth. I suck the taste off them, moaning as they take over the same way his cock drives into my pussy.

The sensation is overwhelming, and my mind begins to black out, the view in front of me replaced with something else.

Something I shouldn’t be thinking of. Something off-limits.

My imagination turns Cole’s fingers into Griffin’s thick cock, pushing deep into my throat. He’s wide and hot as he fills my mouth. I run my tongue over the underside, swirling it, and he pushes deeper until I gag and my eyes water. He doesn’t pull back, repeating the motion again and again.

I moan, my hips rocking back into Cole’s cock while his stepdad takes my mouth.

Cole’s thick fingers graze my clit before flanking where his cock is entering me. “Your pussy is clenching around me, and you’re dripping down my sides. What kind of naughty thoughts are you having?”

Guilt pulls me back to reality, but Cole doesn’t remove his fingers, instead adding a third, stretching my mouth almost painfully.

“Do you want someone to fuck your mouth while I pound your pussy?”

I cry out as my orgasm slams into me, over and over again with a force I’ve never experienced.

Hot liquid fills me as Cole follows me over the edge.

My head collapses back, my limbs unable to move as shivers still make their way down my spine.

Cole’s teeth nip my ear. “Never hold anything back from me again. I want every dirty part of you. It’s all mine.”

His words fill me with warmth, a seductive sense of security that I want to hold on to. I nod in agreement, unable to utter a word. I’m beyond exhausted. I’ve chased the approval of men for most of my life, but nothing compares to him.

He wraps me in his arms, pulling my face to his chest and draping the blankets over us. My fingers trail the marks I left on him, and I’m filled with the need to leave more. To mark him for anyone to see. I’ve never wanted to belong to anyone, but if it’s him, I think I’d be okay with it. I think I’d feel safe.

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